Another annual event of Bixian Temple, the "Fengyun Meeting", is about to kick off.

The newly promoted inner disciples were all gearing up and cultivating hard, looking forward to and being nervous, while the outer disciples were talking about it, looking forward to it and envious.

These days, Fengyun will have long become a topic that young disciples can't get around, and it is in the limelight for a while.

However, in the past two days, Fengyun Club suddenly "fell out of favor" and was robbed of the limelight by twelve "dung pickers".

"Look, look, they're coming!" Hou Tao pulled the white book and pointed to the twelve dung pickers gloating.

Bai Shu looked around, only to see that on the rugged mountain road, twelve young people in strong suits walked around, each with a flat shoulder on his shoulder, carrying two large wooden barrels, full of "human yellow" and "golden juice", smelly, flies flying all over the sky.

The twelve of them all looked the same, not saying a word, their heads hung down, and their faces were pale.

"It's really them!" Bai Shu said in surprise, "How could the arrogant and domineering 'Twelve King Kongs' of the Law Enforcement Hall fall into such a situation?"

"You don't know anything about this!" Hou Tao said teasingly, "I heard that they stabbed a big basket in the Tianmu Tower!

"Why?" Bai Shu felt a little incredible, someone dared to make trouble in the Tianmu Tower.

"It is said that twelve people fell in love with a girls' school book in the Qinglou at the same time, and they couldn't argue with each other, and the twelve people fought jealously, and accidentally destroyed the law enforcement hall!"

"Really?" Bai Shu said with some distrust, "Where did you hear this, are you reliable?

"Stammering, hum," Hou Tao said disdainfully, "Their sworn is not because ......of true feelings, but for the sake of bullying others in a group, and when it comes to their own heads, their sworn is a fart!"

Hou Tao saw that Bai Shu was silent, and with eight or nine points of belief, he was even more proud in his heart, and said: "I heard that if it weren't for their Lao Tzu to intercede together, these twelve guys would have been swept out of the house a long time ago!"

......

There is no day or night in the Tianmu Tower.

Feng Wuchen didn't know how long it had been in.

He opened his eyes again in annoyance, got up and walked to another empty stone platform.

He felt that he had not learned anything so far, and that it might have something to do with the stone platform for meditation, perhaps because he had not chosen a suitable stone platform for him.

knew that this reason was too far-fetched, but he didn't want to let go of this slim opportunity, so he insisted on replacing the stone platforms one by one.

Sitting cross-legged again, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, this is the last stone platform, he has done everything he can do, and he has a clear conscience!

Just as he was about to close his eyes, a sharp burning sensation came from the middle finger of his right hand again, and the fire burned so hot that he grinned in pain.

He quickly moved his body to keep his right hand away from Tianmu, and the pain eased.

After these days of trying, Feng Wuchen found that whenever his right hand burned, the closer his middle finger was to Tianmu, the more severe the pain became, and the farther away it was, the lighter it became.

As for why, he had been nervous and only cared about understanding Tianmu before, and he didn't think about it.

Now, he was suddenly relaxed, and even though his fingers hurt, he had a sense of leisure.

As soon as his fingers stopped hurting much, he leaned back against Tianmu, and the pain immediately increased, and the pain again made him grin and want to give up immediately.

Just as he was about to stop, he suddenly felt that this Tianmu seemed to be bullying himself, and he couldn't help frowning and feeling angry. He suddenly thought of the arrogant and domineering law enforcement disciple, the resentment and anger that had been suppressed in the past few days immediately exploded, and Tianmu instantly became the enemy he had to fight.

Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth and stretched out his fingers forward.

The burning pain was stronger than one wave, stronger than another, and the pain made him sweat all over his body, and he wanted to give up.

But just giving up, he felt soft in front of the enemy, both cowardly and incompetent!

After a little hesitation, he persevered.

After a long time, his fingers were finally only three inches away from Tianmu, his face was pale and his clothes were wet.

He suddenly felt so ridiculous that he was angry at an old piece of wood that couldn't speak or move, and tortured himself for no reason.

It's just that at this point, he doesn't want to stop.

Ridiculous or not, he has to stay the course today.

Finally, he pointed at the rough bark.

Feng Wu's body was numb, and he immediately sat down on the stone platform with his eyes closed, but the world in front of him became different.

A bright full moon hung high in the sky, and a cool mountain breeze swept through the forest.

In a dense forest, a bonfire is swinging from side to side, happily and greedily licking the delicious food on it, it is a fat pheasant with golden oil droplets all over its body, the aroma is so fragrant that people can't help but move their index fingers and salivate.

"Satsuki, how is it, isn't it ripe yet?" a woman in front of the campfire swallowed her saliva and stared at the pheasants rolling back and forth, eager to speak.

The girl who was called Xiaoyue turned the wooden stick in her hand again, sighed and said: "Miss Xian'er, you see where you still have a little bit of Miss Everyone's appearance now, if this is seen by the head of the family, my little life will be over!"

"It's just that you have a lot of reason!" Xian'er said angrily, "Isn't Miss Everyone's human? Miss Everyone's stomach has to be hungry and pretending to be full? Besides, Miss Everyone's greatness!"

"I also said that I have a lot of reasoning, obviously you are the lady, you have the most reasoning, you ......"

"Who?" Xian'er suddenly turned cold, stood up suddenly, and said coldly to the east, "Since you're here, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head!"

Before the words fell, a man dressed in black turned around from behind a big tree more than ten zhang away, and the man's voice said sharply: "Ji, Ji, what a handsome little lady, such a clever little mouth, it is really a good material for Mrs. Zhai!"

Looking closely at the man in black, I saw that he looked completely black, as if he had just come out of the coal pile, no eyebrows, a pair of narrow and slender triangular eyes, a narrow nose with short nostrils facing the sky, but a large mouth, both sides of which reached the earlobes. Although this man has an ugly appearance, his cultivation is good, and his cultivation at the eighth level of the foundation building period still exudes an evil demonic aura on his body.

"Bold snake demon! dare to be presumptuous in front of Miss Ben, I am really looking for death, see if I don't take your snake gall to soak in wine!" As she spoke, Xian'er flipped her wrist, and a slender and dazzling red sword appeared in her hand.

"The little lady is actually a monk, that's really good, we can just be a pair of double cultivation partners!" said the snake demon treacherously.

"Bold!" Satsuki had already replaced the stick in his hand with a silver spear.

Xian'er didn't talk nonsense, she shook the sword in her hand, and her body shot towards the snake demon like an arrow from the string, and the snake demon took out two black full moon scimitars to deal with it.

At the same time, a fire sword and two demon swords fought together, the demon sword was evil, the black air was cold to the bones, the sword was positive, and the fire was fierce and the soul was hot. In the blink of an eye, Xian'er and the snake demon had fought vigorously for more than thirty rounds.

Xiao Yue, who was sweeping the formation, never made a move, she knew very well the strength of her own young lady, and she knew that as long as her young lady was willing, she could defeat this snake demon who did not know the height of the sky at any time.

Sure enough, after Xian'er lost any interest, the sword in her hand that was held by the demon knife again suddenly stretched out a lot, and Wu turned her head and slashed off the snake demon's right arm with a sword.

The snake demon was shocked, and he couldn't care about the demon knife held by the broken arm on the ground, and suddenly blew out a thick black gas that covered the sky and the sun, and then turned around and ran.

Xian'er was willing to let the tiger return to the mountain, and she didn't greet Xiaoyue, and chased after her directly. Xiao Yue saw that the young lady disappeared in front of her eyes, so she had to chase after her while screaming.

Not long after these people disappeared, a man dressed in white appeared on the original battlefield, and the figure of the man in white disappeared in a flash.

This man in white is Feiyun, who is called the "prodigal son of Dengtu" by Xian'er and Xiaoyue, and Feiyun's direction at this time is the direction in which Xian'er and the others disappeared.

......

Dark Taniguchi.

Xiao Yue said with some concern: "Miss, why don't we go in tomorrow and kill that snake spirit!"

"What if he escapes at night?"

"But ......"

"It's nothing, Miss, I usually hate these evil demons and monsters the most, and since he let me meet him today, I will definitely slaughter him!"

As she spoke, Xian'er threw out a fist-sized bead, which rose into the air after a circle in front of her, emitting a dazzling light, and was illuminated as if it were day within a radius of more than ten zhang.